The Bomb

Plastic people with their plastic lives

Plastic lips tell plastic lies

Plastic drivers in plastic cars

Plastic food from plastic jarsFrustration is the fuse

The flame is hate

Tick, tick, tick

Detonate, she's the bombPlastic models in plastic magazines

Plastic kings and plastic queens

All are seen on plastic TVs

Prayed to by people on bended plastic kneesWhat you think, well that's good too

But not as much as what do you do

This fuse burns slow waiting to blow

The world is a heavy load, watch it explode